by Jade Thorn
“So, you just want a good hard fuck, huh?” He growls into my ear, sending pleasant shudders through me. Yep, alpha, and not afraid to let a little alpha rumble accompany his words. Mmmm, this is going to be fun. I know it’s taking a risk, shifters can get addicted to us, but I don’t plan on hanging around long enough for that to happen. A quick feed or two, and I’m gone, he’s empty, and we’re both very happy.
I lean my body into him and we fit together like a hand and a glove. “Why? Do you think you’re up to it?” I purr into his ear. I lean back pressing our pelvises together, he’s hard as a rock and I haven’t even put any real effort into him yet. I look him in the eye, issuing a challenge with my raised eyebrow. He grabs me by the hips, pulling me even harder against him before his mouth crashes into mine. He doesn’t even realise how far he’s under my spell, and I haven’t had to do anything beyond what my natural allure and a hint of my scent does for him. Of course, being a wolf shifter, he can also smell my arousal and that probably has something to do with it as well.
“Hey, I know you!” A hand clamps down on my shoulder. Seriously? Now is not a good time. Whoever he is, he’s more than a little drunk. “You’re that girl, the hot girl!”
I break the kiss with Mr Tall Dark and Wolfy to look at the drunk human. There’s no way he remembers me, I make sure to erase the memories of those I take to my bed, or my bench, or my wall. They can remember everything but my face. I don’t want a relationship, I just want to feed! “Sorry buddy, I think you’ve got me confused with someone else.” I turn back to my wolf, but the guy has grabbed me again and spun me around.
“Yeah, it’s you! My friend Pete fucked you like a month or two ago, and he’s been looking for you ever since! It’s like you’re a drug and he’s addicted. He can’t stop talking about you, just wait until I tell him you’re here.” He pulls his phone out and sends a text before I can stop him.
Now, here’s where being a Siren sucks. I can’t wipe this guy’s memory of me tonight unless I fuck him, and if I fuck him, I won’t come because he just doesn’t do it for me, but it’s what I need to do. This guy just doesn’t appeal to me at all. Worse than that, I’ll miss out on Mr Wolf here, who’s still interested enough in me to growl at what he perceives is the competition. Well, that could work for me in the short term, as long as this thing with the drunk dude doesn’t escalate.
I consider my options. I can ignore the guy and grab my wolf and try to go, but from now on, Shay and I will have to avoid the club, at least for a couple of months until the post-coital thing wears off on the guy and he loses interest. I can repulse him, send him away dazed and confused, except that will tip off the wolf that I’m not human and it will probably make him too cautious to proceed with me. If the wolf wasn’t an alpha, I could invite the jerk to join us for a threesome, but there’s no way this bad boy is going to share me with a puny drunk human. Or, I can just walk away from them both and start hunting again, but Shay is already impatient with me to just fuck and be done with it so that I have enough energy to party with her tonight.
I don’t like giving up a hunting ground as fertile as this one, but right now, staying away for a few months is the option that sucks the least. Shay is going to be pissed, it’s not like me to leave loose ends like this, but I’ve been stringing out my feeds too much and getting careless it seems.
“I’m sorry I can’t stay to see him. My friend and I were just leaving, tell him I said hi.” I grab the wolf and we start heading for the doors, but the drunk dude is following us. Here’s hoping that his friend isn’t close by, because this could get awkward if he finds me, the charm wiping his memory would be undone, and the only way to redo it would be to fuck him again. Which would also mean I’d need a stronger charm because, hey, I’d fucked him on two occasions – that’s the beginning of a bond. Yeah, not happening.
Of course, the universe is against me. Before I can get through the doors, an excited looking guy who seems vaguely familiar is pushing his way in. Now, to be clear here, seeing me won’t trigger the release of the charm. I’d have to be actively pointed out to him. So, I do the only thing I can, I put my head down and barrel past him, dragging my wolf behind me. And that’s when I hear him, the helpful buddy at the bar.
“Dude, that’s her, you just walked right past her.” Fuck. He hasn’t seen my face, not yet, there’s still a chance.
“Run.” I growl to the wolf. I let him go, kick off my heels and grab them up before I bolt for my car. He’s a powerful wolf shifter, so of course he heard me over the ruckus, and of course he kept up with me.
“Just why are we running?” he growls.
“Ex. Stage five clinger. I cannot do this tonight. Let’s just go somewhere and fuck.” I huff at him. Of course, it’s the wrong thing to say to a protective alpha, even if I don’t know him. I can hear said stage five clinger calling out desperately to us, running behind us as I flick the fob on my car keys and unlock it. When I open my door, I realise that I’m alone. The wolf has gone all alpha on me, he’s stopped in the middle of the street and he’s about to face off with the poor guy who can’t let a good ride go.
Well, that blows that. I put my car into gear, do a screaming u-turn, and get out of dodge, leaving both men staring at my tail-lights in shock. Yep, wolf should have listened to me, and now we’ve both missed out. Worse still, I’ll never be able to go back to the bar. The clinger will eventually forget again, because he didn’t see my face, but the wolf? Yeah, I’m so on his shit list now and I know if he finds me again there’ll be questions. Damn I’m so hungry!
FUCK! I bang my hands furiously on the steering wheel while at a red light. Halfway up the next block is a supermarket, so I pull into the carpark and text Shay.
Got outed, lost the mark. Starving, off to hunt elsewhere. Club is OoB for me for a couple of months, more if the wolf hangs out there. FUCK. Off to croon, see you soon. It’s her favourite catch-cry.
You going home after? She responds.
Yep. Sick of this fucking shit.
I pull out onto the main drag and lose myself in the motion of traffic until I find what I’m looking for, a small bar advertising a big screen television. It’s not a game night for anything that I’m aware of, but there will be some sort of sports on there. Probably not a high IQ level, but that’s ok, like I said before, I want a meal, not a relationship.
Of course, my outfit for the club is a little too skimpy for a place like this. The guys here will hit hard and heavy if I flash too much flesh, and that’s how you get into trouble. Because of course the fuckers couldn’t just take responsibility for their actions. Oh no. It must be the girl’s fault for showing too much flesh. I reach over to the back seat and snag a pair of leggings, wriggling into them before I get out of the car. I switch out my heels for a pair of flats from the passenger side floor, and I’m good to go. Glittery sexy black dress is now a glittery slightly long top. Hey, I’m a Siren, I want a guy, not all of them!
Inside the lighting isn’t much brighter than the club, which suits me fine. It makes everything more alluring when you’re trying to pick up. I do a quick scan of the place, sure enough, there’s a hockey game playing on the big-screen tv, and a bunch of muscled-up guys are hooting and hollering along with it. Better still, a path to the bathrooms leads right under the screen. So, all I have to do is have a drink and then make eye contact with the guy of choice as I head towards the bathrooms. It will be quick and dirty, more a snack than a meal, but it will tide me over until I can find something better. I’m so desperate right now, I’m seeing stars.
I watch the jocks while I sip at my coke, I don’t want alcohol to cloud my judgement, this is a place where things could go wrong fast. While I can look after myself, and if worse came to worst, I could take down every male here with one move, I’m part of the supernatural world, and it’s like fight club. You don’t talk about it unless it’s to someone who’s part of it. To save myself, I’d have to out myself, and it’s a last defence thing. With
careful planning, that’s not an issue.
There are five in total, all broad-shouldered and smouldering. See, I told Shay that a place like this was a better hunting ground, but she wanted to dance. Frankly, any one of them would be handsome enough to turn me on. In this case, beggars can be choosers. If I were feeling stronger, I’d suggest all five of them follow me and I could feed enough to last me a few weeks, but I’m too weak to keep them all in line.
In the end, I do ‘eeny meeny miny mo’, because they’re all just as appealing. ‘Mo’ turns out to remind me a little of my lost wolf. Slightly shaggy dark brown hair, and just a bit taller than the others, his eyes are blue, totally opposite to the hot brown ones from the club. I flick him a glance and a wink as I head to the bathrooms, his buddies notice and slap him on the back as he gets up to follow me, but thankfully someone scores a goal on the big screen above me, and all five of them look up. Good, the friends shouldn’t remember me if I take a path away from the toilets that doesn’t take me into their line of sight.
The place is pretty much empty aside from the jocks and a couple of older guys at the bar, so I head straight into the ladies’ room and lock the door when he follows me in. I might be able to have more than a snack after all.
“Well, hello sugar.” He drawls at me. “What’s your name? I’m Toby, just so you know what to scream out when I make you come.”
Oh yes, he’s going to be just perfect! “Just call me ‘Baby’. Tonight is a one-off event. You won’t need anything more than to groan out that, when you come again, and again, and again.” I grin wickedly at him. He smirks back and undoes his belt which is fine by me, saves me having to do it. He shucks his jeans and I’m pleased to note he’s commando underneath. I turn my back to him, flip up my dress and lower my leggings and underpants before I wiggle my ass at him. “Wrap it up and you’re good to go Toby.” I know he can see the evidence of my arousal already, and he stares at my glistening pink bits.
I brace my hands on the countertop of the sinks and watch him in the mirror. He’s moving so fast now that he’s a little clumsy, it’s cute. He rips the first condom in half he’s so desperate to get it open. Discarding it on the floor, he pulls out another and opens it more carefully before sliding it over a glorious cock. He puts his hands on either side of my hips, his tip lining up with my opening.
“You ready for this Baby?” he asks me softly. In answer, I thrust back sending him plunging deeply. One great thing about being a Siren, I’m always ready to go. I don’t need foreplay, although it certainly doesn’t hurt. He feels amazing inside of me and I gasp, while he groans. “Fuuuuuuuuck.” Just then, his eyes shimmer gold, and my brain wakes up from its lust filled haze. Another shifter? Really? Then I smell him. Another wolf. Well, what are the chances of that? Astronomical as they are, I no longer care as he sets a brutal pace, pounding into me, filling me and easing the hunger that had made my skin start to sting.
His cock stretches me wide as it rubs back and forth across my g-spot, a slow burn starting to build inside of me, flashes of fire travelling up and down my legs, my arms and my spine. I arch my back, allowing him to drive deeper, and he leans forward, wrapping himself around me, his hands settling on my breasts as he palms them and squeezes. It sends a jolt of pleasure down to my core and I groan loudly.
“Cum for me Baby,” he growls, and I’m there with him, right at the edge.
“You first Toby, I need to hear it, I want you to roar so loudly all your buddies will know that you just came inside me.” I clamp down on him tightly, when you orgasm a lot, you get lots of muscle. It’s like doing kegels.
His hips slam into me and the roar that he releases makes all the mirrors rattle. There, the energy that he releases with that roar, that’s what I feed on. I scream my own release triggered by his fulfillment.
“Oh yeah. Now that’s what I’m talking about.” I grin at him in the mirror. He’s panting, and his eyes are a little glazed. His wolf senses are being swamped with the pheromones triggered by my release. Well good, we’ll get a round two and probably a round three then, without much effort on my part at all.
“I hope you got more condoms Toby, because it looks like we’re not done.” His cock is still hard inside me, still pulsing occasionally.
“Yeah, I got a few more.” He pants, then pulls out before he discards the condom. He cleans up a little and then puts on another one. “Damn Baby, it’s been a while since I’ve been ready to go again so fast.”
I grin at him while I hop up on the counter. I don’t bother undressing much, because I know that round two is going to be just as fast as round one. I let my shoes drop off before I kick off my leggings and underpants that were gathered around my ankles.
All the better to wrap my legs around you, you hunk of wolf. I think as I smile to myself. He wants more though, and before I can stop him, my dress is up and over my head, and my bra is falling to the floor. Damn, he moves fast.
I can feel his wolf pushing to the surface, trying to alert him to the fact that not all is what it seems, but I just smile and hum to myself a little. Not a full croon, but it’s enough to knock his beast back on his butt and allow the human side of him to be completely there. He’s so far gone, he doesn’t even notice. Suits me just fine.
He moves towards me then, wrapping his arms around me and leaning in for a kiss. I twist to the side a little so that his lips land on my neck. “No kissing Toby, just you and your cock. I want you to fill me up again and make me come hard! Come on Toby, fuck me like you mean it.”
He gives no warning, he just thrusts into me, and we both groan at the feel of it. My skin still feels too tight, and the lights are still too bright, but inside the cold is starting to warm up. His fingers start by gripping my hips so hard that I know I’ll have bruises in the morning, it only sparks the lust further. I slide my hands around his neck and pull his head down until it’s against my breast. His hot tongue darts out to circle my areola, and an electric spike of need shoots down to my greedy core. I moan aloud as he does it again, before he suddenly latches on and nibbles at my nipple. The pain followed by a shaft of pleasure has me reeling, my hips jerking forward to meet his, and my fingers clawing trails across his shoulders. I know I’m drawing blood, but he’s a shifter, it will be healed well before we come.
Although hot and hard, it’s longer than last time, and I groan as his spiralling energy leeches into me, filling the emptiness inside and making me whole again. My head rolls back, and my hips thrust in time with his as we both fast approach our climax again. He’s grunting with every thrust and every now and then I hear his wolf growling along with him. They’re both enjoying this, which relieves me. His wolf knows there’s something off about it all, but he’s not adverse to a good fuck either. I can feel his climax rushing toward me, his hips pistoning into mine, his thick cock rubbing hard against all the glorious places inside me. It’s so goooood.
“Baby, I’m gonna blow, you need to come now.”
“Then come with me.” I command, putting a little croon into it. It’s a compulsion much like an alpha compulsion, and he’s helpless against it. “Roar again for me Toby. Let’s give those boys something to talk about.” And just like that he explodes, again the burst of energy inside triggering my own release.
The warmth inside me spirals outward until I’m pleasantly tingling all the way to my fingertips. Damn. When was the last time I fed so well? I can’t do it often, but it seems that wolf shifters have a bit more oomph to give out than humans do when they come. It’s obvious why now that I think about it, they’re much stronger than humans overall, of course they give off more energy, I just wish that I could sample the crowd a little more often. I must be careful though, all Sirens do. Over the centuries, many of us were captured and put into harems to serve overlords and packs. These days, things are more civilised, but we still must hide ourselves from the rest of the supernatural world. Most think that we’re extinct. It’s a lie that Shay and I have no trouble at all perpe
tuating.
“Damn Baby. That was fun.” Toby huffs against my neck. He pulls out of me, now completely limp, and disposes of the used condom before cleaning himself up.
“Oh Toby, we’re not done yet.” I grin at him.
“I’m afraid we are, sugar. It’ll be an hour before I’m good to go again, and as lovely as you are, I have no intention of hanging around in a fucking bathroom with you for that long.” He looks around the bathroom in disgust. It’s clean, but it’s hilarious that only now is he registering his location.
“Come back out to the bar and have a drink with us.”
“No, we’re not quite done yet.” I tell him as I drop to my knees before him and take his flaccid length in my mouth.
“Baby, I’m sorry, but that just ain’t gonna work.” He smirks at me. “I mean, damn, you’re hot and eager, and I love that, but I need a little recovery time here, you know.”
I hum a little as my mouth takes him in, and already I can feel the blood rushing to answer my call. I also release a few more pheromones just to be sure. After three pumps with my mouth, he’s as hard as a rock and ready to go again.
“What the fuck?” he yells in shock, as his cock kicks against his abdomen.
“Got another condom there Toby? Because I think you’re ready to go after all.”
There’s a knock on the door. “Hey Toby, you in there dude? You ok?” It must be one of his friends.
“Well, you gonna go out there, or are you gonna use that condom?” I challenge him.
“Yeah man, all good. Round three, you know?” He laughs and I grin back at him. I know that this time he’s going to need a little help.
“You fucking serious man?”
“Yeah he is, I’ve got a magic cunt, now fuck off.” I yell out to his pal, and Toby and I laugh.
His wolf is at the surface again, appraising me. He starts rumbling in his chest, but it’s not a challenge. If I didn’t know better, I’d say that he was singing to me. “Your wolf approves at least.” I chuckle, then realise my mistake. He thought I was human, so I wouldn’t know about the wolf, would I?